How could you kill someone if you’re just a good for nothing NEET? Please, enlighten me.
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How could you kill someone if you’re just a good for nothing NEET? Please, enlighten me.
LISTEN I'M SMART AS FUCK AND HAVE SCISSORS.
remodelingdespair replied to your post:His best friend feelings are tickling. Someone is...
please kill someone
Will kill you and the one who's making my best friend sad.
His best friend feelings are tickling. Someone is shit talking Konoha and making him sad. It's time to kill.
It may not make very much sense to return to his own room in search of candy, but... "Trick or treat?"
Bruh what the fuck. I'm your roommate. But hey, it's his best friend, and Shintaro knows how much he loves eating. He seems to be having fun, too. A bit worried for his safety, but as long as Konoha is happy, he's happy.
Sighs. "Just don't eat all the candy at once. You will get cavities." Where did Shintaro even get candy if he doesn't leave his room? Hell if I know but there you go, Konoha, some ghostly candy.
Usser: Lo siento mucho, no lo pude evitar (??)
Special food delivery by Haruka Kokonose came with bits of romance.
Eat so your weight > your IQ. || 18rottenboy
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Wow! A prestigious school for people who are good at things…it wasn’t really a surprise, then, when he saw the name of one of his underclassmen friends on the plaque of a door. He’d curiously, also seen another name that was mostly familiar to him, but he’d promptly forgotten about that in favour of deciding he should surprise his good(?) friend Shintaro Kisaragi with a meal.
And that’s how he came to be carrying 15 pounds of various foods on plates stacked up as best as he could moving towards room 201. It was amazing he’d managed to balance as well as he had and get to the door of the room without somehow falling over or dropping food. The only problem was that both his hands were full, one of plates and the other with a tower of soda cans (coca cola, naturally) teetering precariously. This meant he’d have to shout and would probably attract lots of attention. Good thing he didn’t care.
"Shintaro-kun! Open the door! It’s a surprise!"
It's not that he didn't want to eat, hunger just never came. Back at home, if let alone, the male would spend days without eating, too; maybe surviving just on soda, if it weren't for his sister and mother to always bring him food. In that place, as much as he was now with Konoha and Jonathan, they didn't spend all day in their room like Shintaro, so the boy could always lie, saying that of course he has been eating. He was aware, of course, that his body needed nutrients, but both going outside and actually eating seemed impossible. When he had tried to eat at first, the food just came back all at once; his stomach was rejecting it.
And so, that was why he hasn't eating lately. Hunger didn't came, whenever he tried to eat he would just throw up and surviving on water and soda seemed enough. Gradually becoming weaker and weaker, the thought of death slowing coming to get him didn't seem to bother the youth at all. Maybe this time he would be gone just like Takan--
A voice. A familiar voice came from outside, no knocks followed by it. Wide eyes, Shintaro had even considered the voice being some kind of hallucination. It was impossible, right? No, no it wasn't. People came and left like it was nothing, and he never knew. But how did he...
"H-Haruka... ?" As if his problems wouldn't get any worse, the weakest of his friends was there now, too. Haruka was too naive, too pure for such twisted place. It made him sick of his stomach to think his senpai was in such place. But maybe what had surprised him more was the mountain of food he was carrying. "W-What... How did you..."
Happy (late) Birthday Shintaro Kisaragi !!
Starts sweating. “I-I mean—shit, uh…” He scratches the back of his head. “Sorry if I scared you a bit.” The boy in front of him does look like he’s having a hard time. Maybe they could talk about it…?
The apology was weird to hear for some reason. Don't mind the fact Shintaro actually forgot not everyone in that island were bad. "... What do you want?"
"You alright there, guy?"
Whoops. Breath stopped for a moment. "It's... none of your business."
remodelingdespair replied to your post:Hasn’t eaten for days. Doesn’t want to eat. Is...
yayyyyyy!
Leave.
Hasn't eaten for days. Doesn't want to eat. Is slowing dying. Great.
Can you teach me how to feel real?
❤ bURNS IN THE SUN, we have a real shintaro here probably..
WWW YOU FLATTER ME
Improvement Meme
I figured a small ‘improvement meme’ would be a fine idea for RPers looking to brush up their skills and topple weaknesses, so here it is. Feel free to use the symbols or go for a more in depth response. Yes, you can send any of these to me too.
☢: You need to work on character responses, they tend to be bland.
✄: Your RP responses are really short/ could have more effort put in!
Σ: You’re messing up your punctuation here and there.
▼: Try to improve your spelling/Grammar
☯: Try to open up to more RPers, you’re great, but you’re missing out on a lot of potentially amazing RPs!
▲: Try to be more positive on yourself, there’s no reason to hate on yourself so much.
☠: You need to be more respectful.
✈: You need to improve your action sequences or reactions of characters.
❤: You’re doing amazing, we can always improve but every RP I read of yours is a joy.
✉: Message more RPers and get some more activity going please.
Ⓐ: Fight scenes could use more work.
❥: Romantic Scenes can be awkward, do your best to improve on this, and look out for common pitfalls!
☁: You might want to take another look at your character/characters and work on them a bit more. Every great character has a flaw or two.
✪: Joker *Whatever you feel needs to be addressed*
Yes. Oh yes, it felt so good to see the young man finally snap under the weight of this girl’s death. Laughter bubbled up from her throat as she watched him shake with anguish. “Upupupupupu! You understand now, don’t you? You can never run from despair. It will always find you when you cling to your hope.” Junko’s voice sounded lustful now, and why shouldn’t it? This is what excited her the most. It was what she lived for.
And now there was just one thing left for her to do. Suddenly, her expression became quite grave and serious. “Now, the question you need to ask yourself is: If she really cared about you, would she have really left you all alone?” She was like an archer striking bullseye after bullseye at every single bit of happiness she could find in him. And now to split an arrow down the middle! “I read her note, you know. She never mentioned you once. She didn’t mention anyone but Touka. And you still killed yourself for her…” She politely giggled behind one of her hands. “…even though she never would have done the same for you. Ufufufu~”
And suddenly her serious expression turned to something more gleeful. “How desperate are you? That’s the most masochistic thing I can think of!”
Hope?
What a joke. Hope wasn't something present in the boy's life. It has never been, never since he was born. His life, if anything, has ever been filled with despair. The despair of being too smart, the despair of losing his own father and barely feel anything, the despair of being someone he didn't wish to be. There has never been, not even once, a seed of hope in his life. Ah, no, in fact, maybe there was. A young girl with a red scarf; she had been the only and best hope Shintaro was ever able to feel, ever able to welcome into his life; and yet, hadn't he himself been at fault for her suicide?
Just like it was his fault Takane was no longer there.
His heart had stopped as soon as Junko spoke once again. Why did Takane leave him all alone? That's... that's right. As much as the boy himself desired, more than anything, to end this painful life of his, he never did. For the sake of his mother, of Momo, of Ayano, Haruka and Takane. As selfish as the male could be, she had always been in his thoughts whenever he wanted to end it; and yet, he wasn't in hers--
No.
Junko was wrong. There was a little, small flaw in what she had said. Whether or not Takane had mentioned him in her suicide note, they were set to revive in that place, and Takane knew that. In a fit of despair perhaps, something Shintaro could understand more than well, she had been unable to stand the pain she, perhaps, was going through. Takane, in any shape or form, would have wanted, willingly, to leave him alone. To leave Ayano or Haruka, as much as she didn't seem to remember him, alone. He knew, from a few years of friendship, that she cared about the three of them.
And what would a stranger know?
"SHUT UP!" And he snapped, the sadness he felt moments prior slowly fading away, for an uncontrollable anger take control of his thoughts and actions. He rose from where he was, kneeled down before Takane's body, only to grab at the woman's collar, pulling her way too close to his face. The fear Shintaro felt had been subsided completely. "What do you know?! What do you know about Takane?! Even if you are right, even if she isn't coming back-- Even if that was my fault, don't you dare to ever talk about her like that. If she was suffering, death was the best option. Even I know that. You don't know the reason I killed myself for her. And I would do it again, for her or for any of my friends. If it was ever my fault that they went through endless suffering, then I have no rights to stay alive."
Words that the male never thought that would leave his mouth like that just did, and towards a stranger, towards someone who had no rights to listen to any of that. And yet, blind by anger, he just continued.
"I don't care, I don't care if she wouldn't do the same for me! Just the fact she was there, just the fact she was my friend is enough for me. If she ever killed herself because I did, if our roles were switched, I would have yelled at her! I would have hated myself for ever thinking of doing it! WHAT DO YOU KNOW?!"